Chapter 636: Passing the Eighth Floor
In fact, in the past, there would not be so many senior officials to personally pay attention to this entrance examination, and only a disciple would be sent to watch.
The reason for this this time is that Song Siqing insisted on coming, and she wanted to know Ling Yun's performance.
When she came, the white-haired woman followed, and then led the old man with thick eyebrows.
The white-haired woman and the old man with thick eyebrows are both elders ranked at the top of the Futu Holy Land.
Their arrival immediately caused a chain reaction, resulting in a much larger number of senior officials coming than in previous years.
At the same time, in the bronze man formation.
As soon as Ling Yun stepped into the formation, he found a bronze man in front of him.
The bronze man rushed directly towards him.
He took a glance and judged that the strength of the bronze man was about the same as that of a first-level martial emperor.
It can be seen from this that the assessment of the Futu Holy Land is really difficult. It's just that the bronze man encountered in the first level of the assessment is a first-level martial emperor.
Of course, if you want to pass this level, you don't necessarily need the strength of a martial emperor.
As long as you have the strength of a peak martial saint, you can avoid this bronze man.
After all, what is required here is to pass the level, and there is no need to defeat the bronze man.
Ling Yun was too lazy to get entangled with the bronze man. He just flashed past the bronze man and stepped into the second level of the bronze man formation.
The bronze man formation on the second level was even stronger, and it was already the second-level martial emperor.
Similarly, Ling Yun passed through the second level in one step.
When he reached the third level, the bronze man he met was the third-level martial emperor bronze man, and Ling Yun also passed by in a flash.
In less than ten breaths, Ling Yun stepped into the fourth level.
The fourth level was not the fourth-level martial emperor bronze man that Ling Yun imagined, but the sixth-level martial emperor.
It was raised by two levels at once.
It can be seen that the first three levels and the last three levels are a huge watershed.
But this is also very simple for Ling Yun.
The fifth level, the seventh-level martial emperor.
Swish!
Ling Yun passed through in one step and entered the sixth level.
The sixth level, the eighth-level martial emperor.
This was Pan Jiaying's previous record.
Ling Yun also passed through without stopping in an instant.
Outside, the atmosphere was already boiling.
Every time someone passed a layer of the bronze man formation, it was displayed outside.
So the disciples outside already knew that Ling Yun had passed the sixth layer.
This meant that two six-star disciples had appeared in this session.
Many people couldn't help but look at Pan Jiaying.
Before, Pan Jiaying was showing off in front of Ling Yun.
But now, Ling Yun's performance was no less than Pan Jiaying's, which was undoubtedly a slap in the face for Pan Jiaying.
Sure enough, Pan Jiaying's face was very bad.
But this was not the end.
"He hasn't come out yet?"
"Is he going to try to break through the seventh layer?"
"How can this succeed? In the past hundred years, there have been less than ten disciples who have passed the seventh layer. Now the holy land is the most prosperous class, but now there are only three such talents."
There was a lot of noise in the assessment hall.
The seventh layer of the bronze man formation.
Ling Yun was not facing a ninth-level martial emperor bronze man, but a peak martial emperor bronze man.
This was almost what Ling Yun expected.
The fourth floor is a leap compared to the third floor, so the seventh floor is obviously also a leap compared to the sixth floor.
This time, Ling Yun did not immediately pass the bronze man, but fought with the bronze man.
While fighting, he was thinking.
By his nature, he likes to keep a low profile.
So, under normal circumstances, it is enough to pass the sixth floor, which can completely attract the attention of the top leaders of the Buddha Holy Land.
But it is different now.
Ling Yun is facing an enemy, that is Shangguan Yi.
He can be sure that if he is only a six-star disciple, when Shangguan Yi attacks him, the top leaders of the Buddha Holy Land will definitely choose to lean towards Shangguan Yi.
This is undoubtedly very disadvantageous to him.
In this case...
Ling Yun's eyes flashed with a hint of determination.
Swish!
The next moment, his speed was maximized.
He passed the seventh floor and entered the eighth floor.
At the same time, there was a boiling outside the bronze man formation.
The atmosphere almost exploded.
Ling Yun actually passed the seventh floor.
This is incredible.
This undoubtedly shows that Ling Yun is a genius of the same level as Shangguan Yi and Song Siqing.
At the beginning, Shangguan Yi and Song Siqing were also seven-star disciples when they entered the sect.
Pan Jiaying's face instantly looked like a dyeing factory, with a flash of blue and white.
This time, he was no longer slapped in the face, but completely became a laughing stock.
He was at the sixth level, which was something to be proud of at other times.
But Ling Yun was at the seventh level.
He was a sixth-level disciple, but he ran to show off in front of a seventh-level disciple, which was simply humiliating himself.
Ling Yun didn't know what he was thinking, and he didn't care at all.
After entering the eighth level.
Ling Yun's face became really solemn.
On the opposite side, stood a Heavenly Soul-level bronze man.
This eighth level was indeed terrifying.
At this level, Ling Yun could no longer pass the bronze man on the opposite side.
The speed of the Heavenly Soul-level bronze man was not slower than Ling Yun.
Ling Yun tried to pass the bronze man directly, but was quickly caught up.
As a result, Ling Yun could only fight head-on with the opponent.
At this moment, Ling Yun seemed to be fighting with Shangguan Jian again.
Bang, bang, bang...
Although Ling Yun's strength is no longer what it used to be, comparable to that of a half-step martial emperor, he still cannot compete with a Tianhun strongman.
In an instant, Ling Yun was constantly suppressed by the Tianhun-level bronze man opposite him.
Fortunately, his strength is comparable to that of a half-step Heavenly Soul level, otherwise he would not be able to hold on for a moment.
Void Realm!
Ling Yun no longer hesitated.
As soon as Void Realm was used, the speed of the Heavenly Soul level bronze man opposite him suddenly slowed down in Ling Yun's eyes.
Soon, Ling Yun seized a gap in the Heavenly Soul level bronze man and used the Dragon Flame Sky Sword to shock the latter back.
As the Heavenly Soul level bronze man retreated, Ling Yun did not think twice and rushed out at full speed.
Outside the formation, there was a dead silence in the assessment hall.
Everyone's mind was blank.
Miracle.
They witnessed a miracle again.
They witnessed a similar miracle five years ago.
That person was Zhang Ruoxu, the first true disciple of the current Futu Holy Land, who was superior to Song Siqing and Shangguan Yi.
And today, they actually saw a monster like Zhang Ruoxu again.
He was promoted to an eight-star disciple just after entering the door.
On the second floor of the assessment hall, all the senior executives could not remain calm and stood up.
"Break through the eighth level?"
"Among the disciples of this class, there is an eight-star disciple again."
All the senior executives were shocked.
"Hahaha."
Suddenly, the old man with thick eyebrows laughed, "I think this kid is very much to my taste. I have decided to accept him as my personal disciple."
"Bah."
The white-haired woman said disdainfully: "Old man Yang, I have seen shameless people, but I have never seen someone as shameless as you. It was obviously my apprentice who paid attention to this kid first, and this kid should belong to me."
"No, no, you already have a little Siqing, why bother to compete with me."
The old man with thick eyebrows said.
Soon, other senior executives also joined the competition.
Instantly, the second floor of the assessment hall became a mess.
